Seeking Sunken Treasure


Millions of species to be unimmersed:
catalogues at the bottom of the sea seen,
and just above, mesophotic—a twilight zone,
so to speak: lairs of fish in the layers,
crush of pressure less toward the shimmer
of the daystar that hangs above the swimmers.

Satellites swing secret in circular sway;
the ocean is as alien as distant moons.

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